Fried Pickle Chips -- Blue Ridge Grill, Atlanta, GA
Blue
Ridge Grill looks more like a lodge out of the hills of Vermont than it
does a restaurant across from an Atlanta strip mall.
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| Come for the Food, Stay for the View |
Despite this
dichotomy, the place is packed when Vodka and her friends, Bloody Mary
and Sazerac, arrive at 8:00pm... meaning we don't get seated for nearly a
half hour.
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| And Heaven Knows How Patient Vodka Is When Her Cocktails Are Delayed |
We
are here to eat the fried pickle chips, as praised by Alton Brown on
the FINGER FOOD episode of Best Thing I Ever Ate. However, by the time
we are actually seated, the only thing we can concentrate on ordering is
our booze, and it is not until the waiter has walked away from
our table that Bloody Mary correctly realizes that, in her sober stupor,
Vodka has forgotten to order said pickle chips.
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| YES I WILL HAVE A MARTINI PLEASE HURRY |
Once
this mistake is corrected, and our palms are soothingly wrapped around cocktail glasses, we find the pickles to be just as pleasing as Alton had
promised.
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| How Cucumbers Were Meant to be Eaten |
Cut thinly and coated with a solid, but not overwhelming,
amount of batter, they are fried to perfection and accompanied by a
buttermilk dipping sauce.
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| Finger Food You Can Eat by the Fistful |
Even though the item is not technically on the
menu, we find that nearly every table in the vicinity is chowing down
on them, which begs the question as to why Blue Ridge Grill continues to
keep their pickles under wraps.
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| And Also Begs the Question Why Atlanta Likes to Treat Their Best Dishes Like a Speakeasy |
The rest of
our meal is good, if unremarkable.
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| In Other Words, Vodka Doesn't Remember What We Ate |
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| Perhaps These Photos Will Ring Some Bells |
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| Or Not |
Along with the pickles, the personal
highly for Vodka is that her dirty martinis are accompanied by blue
cheese-stuffed olives, and the chocolate mints that arrive with our
check. Notably these are both things that Vodka did not have to remember
to order.
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| Please Just Bring Vodka the Things She Likes Unprompted |
Perhaps the secret pickle chips should take note.
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